"Tonight, the middle of the boat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tonight, he is in the same boat with you.

Shame is good, not shameful.

The heart is annoyed and endless, and the water is wide and the fish are sinking.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king. ”

Chen Feng was running the secret technique of withering glory, but he remembered such a slang song in his mind.

This love song, which is intertwined with joy and apprehension, is something that Chen Feng often hears when he is at sea. At that time, Chen Feng was still young, and he didn't understand the relationship between men and women, didn't understand that time was fleeting, and didn't know that his face was short. Now, Chen Feng inadvertently reaped the belated touch.

Time is the best master who can teach people the most profound truths.

Between the withering and the glory, Chen Feng thought of the whispering of his grandmother in his ear in the cradle; I thought of the ancient classics on the bookshelf of Mr. when I first learned Chinese characters; Thinking of the ebb and flow of the tide, the changes in the universe of heaven and earth.

Even if there is a dumb orchestra in the market, even if there are words in the temple, even if there is smoke in the world, even if there are bursts of fairy songs in the sky, in the vast secret world, all the charms and thousands of reds are submerged in the dreams of mortals.

The secret, along the way, or lofty mountains, or plains and valleys, see all the prosperity of the world, read all the swords and swords. Prosperity and decline, joy and sorrow, honor and disgrace, division and integration, and poverty all dissipate in meditation again and again. You can swallow the secret power of heaven and earth, but you can't swallow the laughter and songs of the vulgar, and the lights are dim.

In a trance, Chen Feng saw the river of life silently flowing into the unknown distance. My own perception is like the wind on the surface of the river, and the river is a companion. When the wind is soft, the water flow is soothing and the ripples are slight; When the wind is strong, the waves are raging, and the waves crash on the shore.

Often, time is like air, which cannot be seen or touched, but it can make people feel its existence at any time, and it often makes people ignore its existence. It is often when a person is close to death and has difficulty breathing that he will deeply touch the truth of time, and see clearly the road he has walked when he comes through the fog of life.

What every normal person likes is the feeling of the wind and the sun. After going through the Jinse Hua New Year, looking back suddenly, the most nostalgic thing is the tranquility of the clouds and clouds, and the flowers blooming. The same is true of the Mystic. However, there is too little happiness that can be enjoyed in a person's life? It is as strong as a secret sect or even a secret venerable, and most of the time it is just cultivation, cultivation, and then cultivation.

What is the pursuit of the Mystic? It's nothing more than immortality. Human life is limited, no matter what, there will always be a time when it comes to an end, and the life of the secret is longer, but it is the same. Only immortality can catch up with the footsteps of time and leave room for oneself.

On the road to immortality, Hongchen is undoubtedly the biggest stumbling block.

The world in which the Mystic operates is called the Secret Realm, presumably to distinguish it from the mortal world. After all, in the red dust of the world, fame and fortune, hard work, and complicated trivial matters will involve too much time and energy. The depravity of many secret people is also due to the indulgence of enjoyment and the neglect of cultivation.

This is a contradiction.

A secret person has cultivated for many years, but if there is no hope of improvement, his face must be full of regret when his face is full of vicissitudes, blaming himself for not enjoying the beauty of youth; A secret person lingers in wine-colored amusements, and when he sees others soaring, he will regret that he has failed to live up to his God-given qualifications. On the one hand, there is prosperity that can be grasped in the hands, and on the other hand, there is an unattainable immortality, which one should be pursued, this question has always been hanging in the hearts of many secret people.

In Chen Feng's view, whether a path is right or wrong just comes down to success or failure. If the day comes to an end, the frivolity of youth, the delusion of delusion, the painful pain, and the sad sorrow will disappear into the infinite space with the quiet passage of time. Just like today, when a secret person like Chen Feng talks about the past events of the ancient, medieval, and ancient times, even if he is excited about it, it will quickly turn into nothing. If you can't live forever, every secret person is just a drop of water in the long river, and no matter how powerful your cultivation is, it will disperse, and the long years will not be able to reproduce.

Realizing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but enter a state of no sorrow and no joy. Since you have chosen, it is just a matter of going through thick and thin. Don't always know that you regret it after you have lost, and then try to save the opportunity that is about to pass. When the clothes are torn, they can be replaced with new ones, and when the money is spent, they can be earned back, but some things are like time, and if they are lost, they can never be called.

The past follows the wind, lost is lost, and sometimes a miss can become a ruthless eternity. The most important thing to do is to take advantage of the current opportunities.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's withered secret power suddenly dissipated, and his body disappeared. However, Chen Feng did not panic in the slightest. Chen Feng sat silently for a long time, and in each of his meridians, a trace of secret power seeds with heat slowly appeared. These seeds gradually grew, gradually took root and sprouted, and eventually grew branches and scattered all over Chen Feng's body.

The first layer of the Withering Glory Secret Art has finally ushered in a complete completion! This is something that the old monk could not have imagined. After all, it was only after he had cultivated the sixth-layer secret technique that he was able to achieve great success.

Chen Feng, a teenager who is about to turn sixteen, seems to have the heart of an adult.

Feeling this energetic and somewhat hot secret power, Chen Feng was both happy and slightly helpless. The yang power of the Withering Glory Secret Power was indeed very strong, and its early completion meant that there was even less time left for him to find the last six layers of the Withering Glory Secret Technique.

Ordinary secret people, suddenly encounter two kinds of secret power with opposite attributes, it may be difficult to take care of it, the light secret power is neutralized, the cultivation is greatly reduced, and the heavy secret power is disordered, and the fire goes crazy. However, Chen Feng had the cultivation experience of the two heavens of ice and fire, so he naturally easily let the two secret powers go hand in hand. This also made Chen Feng not need to face the dilemma of an old monk for the time being. Chen Feng's Frost Secret Power and Kurong Secret Power were hot and cold, but there was no conflict, and he was able to temporarily avoid the danger of hyperimpotence.

Chen Feng felt the death qi in the secret seed and blood curse again, it was an illusion that made people walk in the desert. The death aura of the secret seed and the blood curse is so deeply hidden that it is difficult to know of its existence unless you look closely. It's like it's obviously a sea of people, and ordinary people will think, where did the desert come from? It's noon, where does the meditation come from? Either way, the dead air, like the negative discoveries and emotions of people, has always existed in silence. They are left unattended for a while, hiding deep in the corners until they become entrenched, giving people a sense of consternation. Chen Feng ran the Withering Glory Secret Technique, and began to transform the dead qi in the secret seed and blood curse into vitality little by little. Chen Feng's cultivation is not high, and the amplitude and rhythm of his transformation are very slow, but he is extremely dangerous. How could those dead spirits be willingly transformed? At this time, there is no doubt that the Frost Secret Force played a key role, that is, blocking and suppressing. Of course, the completion of the secret power of Kurong also made Chen Feng feel free to do what he wanted.

So, Chen Feng seemed to be running desperately in the dark, facing the black shadow, originally just knew how to dodge, blindly got rid of the chase, climbed the mountain when he encountered the mountain, jumped off the cliff when he encountered the cliff, walked endlessly, his shoes were torn, his feet were bleeding, and while turning back, he was running wildly, and there was nothing else but the forest...... However, Chen Feng finally woke up and caught up with the black shadow.

Suddenly, I realized that the surrounding area was already a bright moon!